.::Ranch Of Seasons::. {:Auction:} .NEWS.

[sad magic]

-marks thread with name-


Rain is now here, as well. <3

[cloudling]

Hmm, and Whim has been brought here... on whim. -shot-

[beloved.]

What's this?

It seems like I finally tamed some creatures to be adopted <3

*pokes front page*

[winter.]

Wow. ♥



Username:
♥ .umbrella. ♥

You are Applying for:
Sivern #1

Creature Name:
♥ Bloom ♥
(yes, it is a male name.)

Personality:
Bloom is often times, very shy. He prefers to keep to himself, but will sometimes visit the others who live in the meadow. Once you get to know him, he has a great personality. He doesn't have the best sense of humor, but he is kind, gentle, polite, and intellectual.

Why you want it:
Wow. He is so alluring in his design. Bloom just calls to me. He is eyecatching and reminds me of springtime with his floral, swirling pattern and pastel colour palette. I ♥ him. You come up with such irrestible creatures, but Bloom.....he is the most irrestible-est of them all. He would become one of my main characters if I was lucky enough to recieve him, and would recieve so much love. I could go on and on and on, but I wouldn't want to make this a novel! He is just.....wow.

Story:

♥ the rosy sunrise appeared on the horizon, as bloom awoke and breathed in the springtime air. he stretched his back and shook off the dew that had accumulated on his fur. A mist appeared around him and a faint rainbow formed in the droplets. he lifted his head and surveyed the meadow. the others had not yet awoken, so he made his way to the hill. about a week ago, a human had come into the meadow and set up camp inside of a hollowed out hill.
she had been watching all of them closely and jotting things down in a book of some sort. he hoped that she was not a developer or researcher and had been watching her for quite some time. he heard no sound, so bloom cantered over to the garden to harvest himself some breakfast. he crept over to the strawberry bush where scamper was fast asleep. he crooked his neck out and tried to nudge some berries off the plant, but scamper turned over. bloom recoiled and prayed he didn't awake. scamper snored to bloom's content. bloom breathed a sigh of relief and decided to have an tangelo instead. he stepped over to the tangelo tree and balanced on his hind legs. his front claws hooked onto the bark and his tail whacked the tree with a loud "thunk". a ripe, juicy fruit fell from the branches and rolled through the grass. bloom ripped open the skin and dined on it's sour flesh with delight. he wiped the dribbling juice from his chin and returned to his nest. he curled up, his stomach full, and hummed a pleasant tune.
and so, bloom's day began. ♥

Side Notes:
♥ i know the story is short, but i will write more if i get him.
for reference, bloom does not live with his own kind. he is a loner. however, there are other creatures in the meadow that he sometimes associates with. ♥

Extras:
I would make art, but I am not the best.....so instead I wrote a poem.

♥ blades of grass emerge from under snow.
leaves appear on withered branches.
vines climb up the picket fences.
rays of light shine through the clouds.
spring has come, spring has sprung. ♥

♥ flowers bloom, all different colours.
daffodils and bluebells rise.
sunflowers and lilac control the skies.
roses, poppies, daisies too.
spring has come, spring has sprung. ♥

[sad magic]

Username:
Rain of Terror

You are Applying for:
Sivern #3~<3


Creature Name:
Stone Drist (Drist for short.)

Personality:

He is such a sweet cuddly Sivern! He seems to be most efficient in guarding. He is loyal to only one person, and one person only. He loves being loved, and would do anything to protect its human. It almost seems like he belongs with humans! He was the loner in his pack, due to his dull unusual coloring. He is a soft hearted male, and loves to cuddle. He also enjoys dark, cool, places. Such as caves, or underground homes. He doesn't like the heat, and prefers to be cool at all times. He also loves the rain, and any stormy weather.

Why you want it:

Drist has an absolutley amazing and beautiful color scheme. I think he connected with me, especially with his personality and colors. He is a lot like me, and I absolutley adore him. <3 I've been looking at him for a couple of days now, storming up a story in my mind. Although I'm not quite too good at putting words onto paper, or in this case, onto.. a post, I will try my hardest to show my affection and love for him in his story. <3

Its Story:

Drip.. Drop... Drip.. Drop... Drip..
Drists ears twitched as he picked up the sound of rain dripping off the entrance of his cave, and opened his eyes to slits.

Side Notes:

~

Extras:

Major Wip~

[nowi]

Username: TessaKitty

You are Applying for: #2 (They're all gorgeous, but I love this one)
Creature Name: Inani

Personality:

Why you want it:

Its Story:

Side Notes:

Extras:

wippy wip wip

[jellykiwi]

Wow these look amazing <333

[FartingPinkLlama]

Marking BeL

[Pharaoh]

Name - Kiba
Origin - Persian
Translation - Beautiful
Owner - Pharaoh

Number - "2"
Gender - Female
Age - 3 Years, 2 months, 7 days
Weight - Pending
Height - Pending
Dam/Sire - Unknown/Unknown
Genetics - Sivern


Why - There are many reason why this particular creature would stick out to me. The first thing I saw was a coat of absolutely gorgeous fur, in a wild dog pattern familiar to me. Something about her instantly caught my eye. She sat looking regal, mesmerizing, almost enchanted. Of course, I could not resist a closer glance. She seemed to have a superior air about her, and I was as fascinated and curious as one ought to be. I did not come expecting to leave with someone, though I must admit, after seeing her, I was hopeful.

I snuck forward, trying to get a better look without disturbing her by my presence. She was something of a mystery, it seems, and had a fantastic quality that few would ever see. She was singing, a beautiful and ancient tune that echoed through the trees and seemed to make the very earth shudder. I knew she was destined to be mine. After all, I was a singer as well, and having been told a fairly good one at that, was connected to this Sivern more than any other could be. So I approached her, and while her personality may not be as winning as I had hoped, she and I still hit it off.

Description - Of all her fine features, maybe her most notable is her fur. Its pattern is one of true intrigue to me. I spent several months studying wild african dogs, among other canines in a leading field of research. So I could not pass up an opportunity to describe her appearance to you. I find the similarity and relation of patterns to be one of her saving graces.

Fur- Her fur is a mottled patchwork of colors. These, a "calico" variant of tri-color in honey, black, and white, are my favorite coat colors to explore. Her tail is pure white, and the fluff on its end is almost brighter than the rest of her. Her face is like a cracker dipped in dark chocolate, and her back is random black and gold splotches on a white-based coat. Her back legs are simply the gold and white, while her front have small patches of black on them.

Legs- The Sivern typically have fur extending beyond the back of the leg, hers being no exception. Her feet are slightly smaller than the average Sivern, though it is hardly noticeable. Her claws are slightly bigger than normal, though even in contrast with her feet, are hardly noticeably different. Her claws are a soft brown, of which I have not seen often. This minor details is one of the reasons I adore her so much.

Tail- The tail is like that of any of her kind, being smooth and silky up to the tip, where a larger puff of fur grows and extends itself. Her fur at the end of her tail is soft, silky, and more voluminous than those of her pack, as well as the fur behind her legs. Her tail is the only part of her that is pure white, and some say that it almost shines with care and joy. It is well-kept, and I suspect her favorite part about her.

Eyes- Her eyes are small, and a subtle bit of blue peeping out her her neutral-colored fur. The shade is best described as a "Steel Blue" and with the shape of her eye, almost gives her a tear-like appearance. The fact that she appears to almost be crying at any given moment means that her eyes are bright and moist, full of light and health.

Build- Her build is fantastic in every way. Watching her run, I've seen that she has stamina beyond that of some of the horses studied by my fellow teammates. She is fast, and has a fire about her that translates into strength and determination. She would be an excellent worker, and seems to be full of many various talents, though I don't suppose she'll ever let anyone know about them.

Out of all this, her singing voice is her most mesmerizing and fascinating trait. Yes, she sings. Not like we would expect to hear singing, but an almost harp-like tune and melody that brings tears to my eyes. When she does sing, which is not very often, you can tell that the whole world seems to stop and listen. This inner beauty leaves me hopeful for taming her, though I do not always suppose it will be successful. Still, fingers crossed.

Personality – As far as I've seen, she is very antisocial. She has a nasty side that shows around others, and she seems to be an outcast of her pack thanks to her personality. Still, she has distant admirers, but her sour nature keeps them only at a distance. I managed to get close before getting told off abruptly, and made sure a hasty retreat was possible. While the others fascinate me, her personality is what makes me want to tame her.

Why? Because I've seen her when she's alone, when she "sings". Only then do I see a happy, lovable, independent young creature who is in need of not only a little love, but a little discipline. She seems to have a good heart under layers and years of being cold toward her fellow creatures of the woods. I only wish others could see that somehow, somewhere, there is goodness in her.

Positives
Determined
Fierce
Unafraid
Beautiful
Independent

Negatives
Vicious
Vain
Hostile
Distrusting
Cold

Favorites
Singing
Admiration
Being Alone

Hates
Annoyances
Others
Commands

History - I have a way with some creatures, but she is the most stubborn and hot-headed thing I've ever met. One can usually see a story on a creature, but this one proved that I could not manage every Sivern in the Ranch. When she at last let me come sit by her and examine her up close, I began to want to know more about her. I managed to break our communication barrier a little bit, and have determined her life story as follows as best as I could.


She was born into the pack during the Autumn season, with several siblings, though she was the middle-child. She liked to stay out of trouble, hated rough-housing or playing, and always found time to groom herself and look nice. Her siblings found her vain, and she grew to despise them for their teasing. She became a loner as she grew older and more beautiful, and her siblings taunts turned from a will to control her to a painful scorn and jealousy. She was loved and hated all at once, and grew callous to keep her heart from breaking.

She was always on the outside of the pack, and few ever understood her. As she got older, and her outward beauty increased, so did the hard skeleton she created over her warm personality. She began to disregard others as important, and her vanity grew out of hand. Without a decent example to look up to, she began to see herself as more important than the others in her pack, and led herself to acting like the boss in every available situation.

As the pack migrated to the ranch, she decided she did not wish to follow them. She stayed back, her love for solace and silence masking her loneliness. She stumbled upon another Sivern one day, though he was a loner and an outcast. The two got along fairly well, even when there was no conversation between them. She taught him to enjoy the company of others, and he taught her to sing. However, her pack returned later in the year, and he vanished in the night.

She did wait for him the next year, though he did not come back to see her, and her heart was crushed. Once again friendless, she became even colder toward the others of her pack, blaming them for his disappearance. She did follow them the next Spring to the Ranch, this very Spring, and has been mostly alone since. She does not wish to return with her pack, though she also does not wish to be tamed.


As I finished writing the story, her head found my lap and she had fallen asleep. I think I must try to make her mine, for she needs a friend now more than ever, and if I could provide a happy home for her, it would be my most sincere wish. Therefore, I shall cease writing for now, and try to find a game she likes to play. I have decided to name her Kiba, which is Persian for "beautiful". Building a bond with her is the first step to making her my own, and I must do it before the Spring season finds an end. Hopefully, she'll like me and her new name.

Kin -
Sire- Unknown
Dam- Unknown
Other Relatives- Unknown
Mate- None
Offspring- None

Other – Hey, I felt this story was necessary! xD Written from the point of view of a researcher who often visits the ranch, though this is her first time adopting a tamed creature!

[beloved.]

Wow these look amazing <333

Thanks <3 ^^

Wow, Pharaoh, you would be sweeping all my creatures away if you write your forms like that XD
Love it <333